i called jenny, packed up my dress-up clothes, and drove on over to her crib.

( april 07th, 2004. )

it's two o'clock in the fucking morning. i've tried sleeping for about two full hours now. i've just finished making myself a bagel and egg sandwich thing.

what the hell?

kick it.

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i woke up sometime after nine this morning..and i fell back asleep, to wake up once more a little after eleven. i knew i couldn't go back to sleep then, so i got up and attacked the kitchen with the vacuum, trash can, and polisher. yeah. i cleaned the kitchen inside and out. I KICKED THAT KITCHEN'S ASS. i'll kick yours, too, bitch. don't doubt my ( Read more... )

( april 1st, 2004. )

weeds blow tall on a broken train track ( Read more... )

dude ( Read more... )

i wish i knew what all of this meant. i thought i saw everything clearly today, but thinking it over makes the fog come right back. there are still questions left unanswered, and i hate knowing i have to wait until you come back from boston. i need to talk to you like i need an emergency room due to an open wound in my chest. but, because i love ( Read more... )

you don't sing with me anymore ( Read more... )